Haiku:
Family
A hive awaits me
My Philadelphian tree
Branches will rejoice
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Haiku:
Family
A hive awaits me
My Philadelphian tree
Branches will rejoice
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Haiku
The Forest
Tunnel grows wider
Walking out of the forest
The light glows brighter
“All The World Is Green”
The face forgives the mirror
The worm forgives the plow
The questions begs the answer
Can you forgive me somehow?
Maybe when our story’s over
We’ll go where it’s always spring
The band is playing our song again
And all the world is green
Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green
The moon is yellow silver
Oh, the things that summer brings
It’s a love you’d kill for
And all the world is green
He is balancing a diamond
On a blade of grass
The dew will settle on our graves
When all the world is green
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Haiku:
The Sun
The fiery sun burns
Bitumen melts underfoot
Tomatoes glow red
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Haiku:
A Street Festival
Festa of nations
Multicultural Colours
Together and free
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Haiku:
Shelter
Shady under me
I’m a hospital Pine tree
A bench seat for three
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
A Haiku
Coastal
A strong coastal wind
Blowing sand across bare dunes
Vegetation gone
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
I would like to thank Christine Bolton of “Poetry for healing” for her prompt and inspiration, for me to write this Haiku. Please Click >> Here. To look at her glorious site and poems
January
Cloudless happy days
Sunlight kisses everything
Feeling warm within
Ivor Steven (c) 2019
Today I’ve written a quote, and then at the same time, I’ve converted the quote, into a Haiku. I’ll give you the quote first, then the Haiku
Quote: The Edge
“Life, is living on the edge
There’s no bottom nor top
Moving sideways is enough” – Ivor Steven
Haiku: The Edge
Living on the edge
Moving sideways is enough
No bottom nor top
Ivor Steven (c) 2018
The tree is murky green
Beyond it’s cloudy grey
Like the heaven’s are caving in
Collapsing from below
From the devil’s chasm to the distant horizon
To the horizon I cannot see
I cannot see tomorrow’s colours
Nor the colours of today’s sky
Ivor Steven (c) 2018